Last night, I was driving “home,” smiling to myself over the fun day that the sun had set to. I was grateful for simply being in Southern California. It’s the beginning of eighteen
She said she would leave the door open for me. I walk into the familiar sound of Jackson’s four year old voice, as I quietly enter. Stella, the yellow lab that is the “third blonde sister”
Crashpads are shared housing for airline crew (usually operated by private companies or private individuals, separate from the airline).